Part 9 - Marshmallows

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The three of you were up in the attic. You were sitting on top of one of the twins beds, closely watching the two making sure they wouldn't do anything "dangerous". You looked over at Mabel who was rumuging through their room apparently looking for something. You heard her mumble. "Where is my grappling hook..."

You smiled then looked over at Dipper. To your surprise he was staring back at you. You jumped back a little. 'Well! That's not creepy at all!' You turned your head slightly pretending to look around the room, but every so often you would shift your eyes to see if he was still staring. It started to make you feel uncomfortable.

Right when you were about to say something about it, a flahlight rolled off from a shelf hitting the top of his hat. The young boy snapped back to reality, hissed, pulled off his hat, and rubbed his head. "Ow, ow, ow." He then looked over at you, and his slightly taller sister to see you both grinning like fools. You snicked, while Mabel tried to contain her laughter.
"It wasn't funny." Dipper groaned, while picking up the fallen flashlight.

"Puberty voice!" Mabel shouted.

"Mabel!" You got up, and whispered into Dipper's ear.

"Puberty voicccceee~" You could tell he was flustered.

"Whatever!" He gentely pushed you away, and pulled out a journal from his vest. "We need to tell you about this."

"How did that even fit.." You mumbled.

"Do ya' want to know what this is or not."

"Please continue." You gentely smiled, and sat down on the floor, but you couldn't help but feel like someone was glaring at you from behind. You rubbed the back of your neck, and looked around the tight space. "Hey...do you guys feel tha-"

"No interruptions." Dipper snapped at you. Mabel had come over to you, and wrapped her short noddle arms around your neck. "Anyway's...this journal is the key to unlocking the greatest mystery of Gravity Falls. It shows you all kinds of....*words that I don't want to type, bleh -^-*

After Dipper's very, very, VERY long explanation you found yourself trying to keep yourself awake. "So, Y/n!"

"Huh?" You managed to mutter out.

"Do you want to go on an dangerous, life threatening, action packed adventure with Mabel, and I?" Mabel moved her arms from your neck and joined her brother.

"Hey-o!" You didn't understand how she managed to stay awake. After a while you were finally were fully awake.

"Hm...I don't know guys..your grandpa, uh uncle..?"

"Gruncle." Mabel corrected.

"Right, your Gruncle said he didn't want you two doing any dangerous stuff. And I'm sure that a responsible adult would make sure of that."

"What?!" The twins both shouted. You got up, and grinned.

"But luckily, I'm 15." The twin's regretful faces soon turned into wide smiles. All three of you cheered.

"Ad-ven-ture! Ad-ven-ture! Ad-ven-ture!" The three of you had marched down the stairs, all the way to the back of the house. You were about to get going into the woods with Mabel by your side when Dipper suddenly pulled you two back.

"Maybe we should pack first. This might take a while." You thought for a while then looked at Dipper.

"Your right!" Dipper then got a small pink tint over his cheeks. He giggled quietly while you patted his back. "I'll be back in five, make sure you tell your Stan that we're going!" With that you ran toward your father's house.

On the way home you had just realized what happened. You never smiled, or laughed this many times in one day before. You barely met these kids a few days ago, and already they made you so happy! Was this what it was like to have REAL friends. You know you had a few back home with your..."loving" mother, but with them things were just mutual. You just shook everything off, and smiled. Maybe summer won't be so bad.

Before you knew it, you were already upstairs in your room cramming things into your llama back pack. So far you had stuffed in your sketchbook, pencils, a water bottle, a flash light, your wallet, rope...for some reason, and batteries. Apparently you had space for one more thing inside your decently sized bag.

You scanned your room. Figurine? No. Blanket? No. Pillow? Nope. Your eyes suddenly met with the large marshmallow bag that was sitting at the edge of your desk. You were supposed to share these with your father, but doubted he would want to anymore. Quickly, you let out a sigh, and stuffed the bag into the empty space.

"Dad! I'll be gone for a while! Don't wait up on dinner for me! Kay?" You yelled while running down the stairs.

"O-okay! By the way Y/n!" You stopped by the door, hearing footsteps coming your way. "I want to tell you-" You were afraid that he might bring up the incident with your mother.

"Sorry dad! I gotta go!" You raced out the door, running as fast as you could to the Mystery Shack. Half way there you were out of breathe; panting, and bent over with your hands on your knees.

The trees rustled as a small breeze blew through their leaves. Puffy, white clouds pushed forward above you. The grass beneathe your feet swayed with the wind. Everything was so peacefully. The only sound you heard was the rustling of leaves, and your light panting.

All of that was over when you heard an irritating, yet sexy voice right behind you. "What a view~." You could almost hear a record player scratch.

Hey!

Heh, I'm still in a pretty shitty mood. It's just doom, and gloom...everywhere (/•-•)/. HOWEVER, I just saw how sweet you guys were to me, and I wanted to thank you! ❤

I never knew people that I haven't even talked to yet could be so amazing!! We might be strangers, but you are now my children, and I love all of yoouuuuuu~ ewe

To show my appreciation, I wanted to give you a gift. It's part of the story I wrote in advance.

Sincerelly, . .
Chaotic~

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